Fic: The More You Ignore Me (The Closer I Get) - Part 2 by thusspakekate

Aug 06, 2013 21:01

Title: The More You Ignore Me (The Closer I Get)
Username: thusspakekate
Pairing: Harry/Pansy
Type: Het
Prompt: #51 - Everyone’s after Harry after the war but Pansy’s offer is the only one he believes is genuine. Aka ‘only Nixon could go to china - only Pansy could bed Harry’
Rating: NC-17
Word Count:11,807
Warnings/content: some delicious smutty goodness
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by: thusspakekate, !round: 1-pansy, rating: nc-17, character: pansy parkinson, type: het, fanwork: fic, character: harry potter, pairing: harry&pansy

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shy_of_reality August 7 2013, 04:06:52 UTC
I loved this fic! (hope you were ok with were I broke it up...)

I think my favorite parts were the scenes where she was in his head and he thought it was real. It was so believable and fun!

Also, I loved that she had a plan all along haha how very Slytherin of her!!

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lightofdaye August 7 2013, 10:50:34 UTC
So he really was just worked up enough to hallucinate Pansy everywhere? That's hilarious.

Anyway, excellent ending to the fic. I liked the head!Pansy refusing to help out. And Mr. Sparklyhorn, and you rocked the banter so well, the hostile stuff in the flat and the stuff in the leaky cauldron at the end. Where they're being so lovely-dovey, they know its disgusting and don't care.

Very sweet ending, and super hot oral sex there. No need to apologise about the prompt I know how these things go and i's a wonderful fic regardless.

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irrationalsense August 18 2013, 15:14:20 UTC
Utterly flawless fic. I loved the banter between them!

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nathalieweasley August 18 2013, 20:23:20 UTC
This fic was so wonderful. I LOVED the dynamic between the two of them and I was in tears at points for Pansy’s ‘pain.’ And then they were together and Pansy is so devious! I loved Harry’s innocence and doubts and that spell! And Pansy was deliciously snarky with her humanistic vulnerability (Mr. Sparklyhorn!)

Particularly favorite lines:

Eventually, he settled on: “My bed still smells like you.”

She paused, lowering her powder puff. “Sorry?”

“My bed,” he repeated. “The sheets. I can still smell you on them.”

She held his eyes in the mirror for a second, and for a mad, happy moment he thought he might have said the right thing to crack her shell. But then the tension broke, and she was back to applying the translucent powder to her face. “Then wash them. Jesus, Harry, it's been a month. That's just unhygienic.”
Pansy is just so defensive so cover up her vulnerability.

Her hair felt like strands of silk as he carded his hand through them, tucking a stray piece behind her ear. She closed her eyes, and he felt a shiver run through ( ... )

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